Omnibus in foro S.P.D.
Sometimes inspiration comes from the most unexpected places. And sometimes subject matter can be in the past form it doesn’t always have to be in the “present”. It can sometimes just be a situation you simply thought “What If?” and decided to write about it. Today we hear from Tragedienne’s alter ego “Bobbie Jane” she doesn’t come out too often. She’s usually okay letting Trag running the show, but it doesn’t make what dear sweet Bobbie’s words less profound.
Confessions or Declarations 09/27/2017
I have a confession to make,
or is it a Declaration?
I haven’t made a decision,
It’s beguiling deviltry at its finest,
Seduction so refined,
I do it without blinking,
Can you forgive my fragile mind?
If this confession is so scattered,
I’ve had a variety of lovers,
Each left their mark,
Where shall we start?
And as you know all good stories,
They start off in the dark,
I met a little dragon,
he thought to be mighty,
Although he claimed,
I was his favorite maiden,
In the end he proved flighty,
Wishy washy isn’t my flavor,
So we needed something more,
Something more to savor,
I rendezvous with a Vampire,
his fangs enjoyed this nectar,
Although he had a undead bride,
his taste showed he enjoyed the living
flesh far more greater,
A demon kidnapped me to his lair,
and showed me whats underneath
his nether hair,
I found the power of the holy trinity between
my glistened thighs,
I saw god,
and now I’m here,
confessing these sexual crimes,
Forgive me Father for I have sinned,
Bless me Father for this declaration,
Expect soon most likely another confession.
©2017 T. B. Morte writing as “Bobbie Jane Claibourne”